Cassandra’s POV
We all froze, the pleasure we were feeling was suddenly replaced with panic.
“s**t!” I hissed, my heart pounding in my chest. My eyes darted to the doorway. “Mrs. Drupert.”
“Who the f**k is Mrs. Drupert?” Draven growled, his hand still gripping my thigh like he wasn’t ready to let go.
Just before I could explain who she was, Brian’s face darkened, and he groaned, rubbing a hand over his face. “f**k, I forgot.”
“You forgot what?” I asked in confusion, sitting up quickly as the panic from the moment was starting to make me feel like I was choking.
“Your mom told me she’d have someone checking in on us while she’s gone,” Brian muttered, his voice low and filled with guilt. “I forgot when...”
“Cassandra! Open this door right now, young lady!” Mrs. Drupert’s no-
